| Raging horses in the darkness
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| When she’s crawling in I’m waking
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| And her demons soon got lazy
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| And the world melts without aching
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| Senorita in a fun house
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| With no idea where to turn to
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| If you ever recognize her
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| Smash the mirror to escape her
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| She’s obsession, she’s a fever
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| Almost perfect, I couldn’t leave her
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| A killer in the mirror
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| The answer to romancers
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| She’s obsession, she’s a fever
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| Almost perfect, I couldn’t leave her
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| A killer in the mirror
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| A killer in the mirror
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| The answer to romancers
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| She’s obsession, she’s a fever
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| Almost perfect, I couldn’t leave her
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| A killer in the mirror
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| A killer in the mirror
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| The answer to romancers
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| Mmm, and I wonder about the times we had
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| Oh, leaving from there was always so sad
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| Moons are creeping through her alleys
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| Angels play with hearts and halos
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| And the snow wafts somehow spinning
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| 'Cross the frostings on her windows
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| Bodies sweat and walls are trembling
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| Hands grip chains both fast and frightning
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| Feral beasts 'gainst metal barriers
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| One last puff at end of lightning
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| She’s obsession, she’s a fever
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| Almost perfect, I couldn’t leave her
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| A killer in the mirror
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| A killer in the mirror
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| The answer to romancers
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| She’s obsession, she’s a fever
|
| Almost perfect, I couldn’t leave her
|
| A killer in the mirror
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| A killer in the mirror
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| The answer to romancers
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| And I wonder about the times we had
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| Leaving from there was always so sad
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| A silent spectre’s
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| Face upon face
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| And inquiring eyes scan
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| The abysmal space
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| And I wonder about the times we had
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| Leaving from there was always so sad |